Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Small Victories

In the 14 years that I have lived in my house I have
never mowed the lawn.

Until today that is.

My son has left the nest and it is springtime and I have
a choice to make – actually I don’t have a choice to make. I have to mow the lawn. There are very, very few moments in my life
when I feel like I want a husband. One
of the times was when I had to put together my exercise bike:

And the other was today when I was trying to start
the stupid lawn mower. Really, anytime I
am faced with doing anything mechanical I wish there was a man around. Of course, I could hire someone but I refuse
to spend money for things that I know I can do myself. Like getting my hair done … and mowing the law.

I was off today and the weather was right and I had
the time so today was just as good as any time to tackle the lawn. But first I had to get the thing started …

22 minutes to figure out how to get it started and only 7 minutes and a google search to get the bag off. Once I was finished I let my son know and he asked
me to send him pictures. So I did:

Today was a good day.I was able to cut my grass and I have the
best son on the planet.